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"Good!" It is indeed boring to drink like that. Just as Brother Feng says, let's drink together! "

The Chinese writer was also interested in the poems and nodded in agreement. Drinking from a poem was not as simple as it seemed, because the competition had a time limit. If a suitable poem could not be thought of before the end of the set time, then there would only be one result, the elimination of the competition. People who failed to match the poem usually had to be punished for drinking. But now, the opposite was happening. People who failed to match the poem couldn't drink, and were eliminated from the competition. Drinking with the poem in this way was truly interesting, attracting the attention of the audience.

"Since Brother Xiao and Brother Zhong Shu are interested, I will brazenly recite a line." Li Yuanfeng thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Green ant New Fermented Wine, Red Mud Little Furnace." After saying that, he raised his head and downed the entire bowl of wine.

Xiao Ziyan had read a lot in the Ghost Cave and was somewhat confident in herself. She began to frown as she thought, "Come late to heaven, can I have a drink?"

Li Yuanfeng wrote a poem about the cool weather in Sichuan, where one had to drink alcohol to keep the fire warm. Xiao Ziyan's next line was, coincidentally, about the late winter in Sichuan. The truth was wonderful. Xiao Ziyan finished her poem and also drank a bowl of wine. Seeing that Xiao Ziyan's poem was correct, she could only come up with a new question, "The Lan Ling Wine Tulip, and the Jade Bowl will contain Perseus." And then he drank it all in one gulp, and Li Yuanfeng clapped his hands and praised, "Good poem! Good poem! I didn't expect that Brother Xiao and Brother Zhong Shu were people who had read a lot, so I, Li Yuanfeng, have met my match. " Then he thought for a while and said, "But to let the master get drunk, I don't know where it is. "Heh!

Grape Wine, Night Light Cup, drink the lute now!" "Heh!

Lord Grim, drunk on the battlefield." "Haargh!

"If you want to sing, then forget it. If you want to, hate it. Drink it!"

Today is a day to drink, tomorrow is a day to worry about." "Haargh!

Smoke and fog, the power of the tower." The white bird broke down and the sun was still setting. Ken came with the fragrance and doubts. Who would be willing to climb the mountain and return after getting drunk? "Haargh!

The Willow River is sailing in the snow, and Little Peach should be the one to get the Peach of Spring." There was a drunk wine tasseled beard at the head of the bed, and an abandoned prayer mat. "Haargh!

The three of them drank their wine heartily and were happy with their poems. At the beginning, they did it sentence by sentence, but in the end, they just decided to use the entire poem to do it. The waiter and the crowd watching from the side were all dumbfounded. Just talking about drinking, the three of them drank two and a half jars of wine. They could already be considered heroes in terms of alcohol consumption, but what was even more shocking was their talent! It was admirable that a person could say such a thing about drinking wine.

The three of them continued to talk to each other. After they finished talking to each other, they drank a bowl of wine. Not long later, only Xiao Ziyan, Zhong Shu, and Li Yuanfeng were left. There were nine empty jars on the ground, which meant that everyone had already drunk three jars of liquor! The crowd also watched with their blood boiling. Every time the three of them finished a poem and drank a bowl of wine, they couldn't help but clap their hands in praise. The atmosphere was getting more and more heated. More and more people had gathered, and even the boss of the Heavenly Pavilion Restaurant had come out to watch. It had to be said that under the guidance of the three of them, this year's wine-making competition had become the most successful.

"Far and near are all monks, eight or nine families in the western village. "If you get fish and you don't sell, you get wine and reeds." After reading the poems, he raised the bowl, but felt that he couldn't drink anymore. His stomach began to churn and he had the urge to vomit, "Big brother Xiao, I can't do it! You must kill Brother Feng! "

"Ah, wow ~" Just as he finished speaking, the Chinese student couldn't resist the urge to puke. Squatting on the ground, he began to puke, and then under the gaze of the crowd, he walked out of the arena. However, if you want to drink with me, it's not that easy. I, Li Yuanfeng, have three lovers, love wine, poetry and love beauties. In terms of alcohol, there's no one who can surpass me! " Li Yuanfeng stood up shakily and burped.

"Alright, then the two of us shouldn't delay for time and decide who's the victor!" "Serve the wine!"

The attendants of the Heavenly Pavilion were stunned. How could they remember to serve the wine? Hearing Xiao Ziyan's shout, they immediately sent two pots over. Xiao Ziyan lifted up the entire jar and tore open the seal. She didn't even use a bowl, only raising her head to drink. Li Yuanfeng was stimulated by Xiao Ziyan's heroic spirit and also started to drink with her. Everyone looked at the two drinkers in a daze. The man beside Sima Xiaoyue was even more stunned.

Xiao Ziyan was the first to finish the wine. She threw the jar to the side, "Feels good!" Li Yuanfeng followed closely behind and also threw away the jar of wine. His face turned red, "Awesome." "Feels good." As soon as he finished his words, with a "plop" sound, he fell to the ground.

"Young Master!" Seeing Li Yuanfeng drunk, the moustache man immediately rushed forward to help him up. Li Yuanfeng was in a daze and became more clear-headed after being touched by someone, "Xiao." Brother Xiao's alcohol tolerance. Outstanding. "Yuanfeng admitted defeat." Xiao Ziyan liked Li Yuanfeng's personality from the bottom of her heart, so she cupped her hands towards him and said, "Brother Feng is not bad either. I admire you for being so talented!" Li Yuanfeng chuckled, and was then helped to rest by Eight-shaped Mustache and the others.

The waitress recovered her wits and saw that Xiao Ziyan was still standing there conscious. She used up all her strength to shout loudly: "Oh my god! This time, the Wine God was born! His result was the same as the five jars of wine recorded! "He's ~ ~ Young Hero Xiao Ziyan!"

When these words were said, everyone immediately boiled with excitement, clapping their hands and sighing loudly, "What a formidable young hero! "His name is Xiao Ziyan, right?" Brother Xiao is the strongest! " The more Sima Xiao rushed out of the crowd, the more he jumped into Xiao Zi Yan's embrace. The two of them hugged each other, their cheeks blushing. The more shy Sima Xiao was, the redder his face became while Xiao Zi Yan's face was flushed from drinking. Zhong Shu also walked out from the crowd and gave Xiao Ziyan a big bear hug. "Big Brother Xiao, you've really won!" You're not bad, you've improved a lot. " Hearing that, Zhong Shu scratched his head and laughed, "It's all thanks to big brother Xiao's good nurturing."

"Hahaha, you saying this makes me feel embarrassed." "Don't say anymore. Let's go and get the money. It's a hundred taels of silver." The more Sima Xiao pulled Xiao Zi along, the more he wanted to leave. "That's right. Drinking so much wine and making a hundred taels of silver for nothing, I'll be satisfied with just following big brother Xiao!" The waiter gave the silver to Xiao Ziyan. Xiao Ziyan put it away and looked towards Li Yuanfeng, "Let's go see Li Yuanfeng."

"Congratulations Brother Xiao for becoming this year's Wine God, I, Yuanfeng, am in awe." Xiao Ziyan smiled. "Stop praising me. I still don't know where you live." "I am going back to Suzhou. If I can meet Brother Xiao before I leave, then I will not have come to Sichuan in vain." "Then I won't send you off, please leave." Li Yuanfeng nodded, "Brother Xiao, don't worry. If Brother Xiao has the time, he will definitely come to the Suzhou to find me."

"Good!" You and I will drink ten more jars! "

"Drink ten pots!"