035. Yang Ming is drunk
"He wants beer, are you ready?" Wang Zhitao said to a man not far from the door of the box in a sinister voice.
"Don't worry, young master, I guarantee it will look like the original product!" the man guaranteed.
"Okay, A Biao, you can arrange for the waiter to deliver it later. Don't let him get it wrong." Wang Zhitao nodded and said, "By the way, how is the next thing going?"
"I've asked the brothers below to go out and look for them!" Zhang Biao said.
"Hey, Yang Ming, I'll kill you this time!" Wang Zhitao sneered: "Okay, you go down first, I'm going back, lest it takes too long to come out, this kid should think I tricked him into coming here to pay!"
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Yang Ming thought of this and quickly looked out through the door of the box. He found that Wang Zhitao was talking to that "Brother Biao" from that day. Yang Ming could see them, but he couldn't hear what they said! Yang Ming secretly regretted that he already had the legendary clairvoyance. It would be great if he had another ear! But Yang Ming was just imagining it. He knew that this was impossible. It was already amazing for a person to have the same special ability. This was God's blessing. How could it never end? He was not a god. So Yang Ming made up his mind to find an opportunity to learn lip reading after the college entrance examination, so that he could indirectly achieve the goal of becoming a good person.
Does this guy still want to find a few people to beat him up? Then there’s no need to mobilize so much troops? Why treat yourself to such a high-end banquet? Although Yang Ming thinks Wang Zhitao is a villain, he is not stupid. But since Wang Zhitao didn't escape, Yang Ming doesn't care about anything else. Soldiers will stop him, water will cover him, and he'll eat and drink first.
"Haha, have you been waiting for a long time?" Wang Zhitao opened the door of the box and walked in: "I just met a friend and chatted for a few words. By the way, he was the person who took the lead last time and wanted to teach you a lesson. I told him that we both We are already good buddies, let him respect you when he sees you in the future!"
Wang Zhitao was indeed not stupid. He had just been out for a long time and was afraid that Yang Ming would peek at the door to see what he was doing, so he did not hide it from Yang Ming and took the initiative to tell him about his meeting with Zhang Biao. He only asked him to write the content of the conversation. Changed it a bit. He determined that Yang Ming would never be able to hear what he said from so far away, and in fact Yang Ming could indeed hear nothing.
After hearing Wang Zhitao's explanation, which was both true and false, Yang Ming's suspicion was eliminated. He didn't expect that Wang Zhitao kept nothing from him. But the more Wang Zhitao acted like this, the more puzzling Yang Ming felt!
The waiter soon brought the beer and brought in a full box! Beer is the kind that comes in large glass bottles. I have to say here that northerners drink beer more generously and rarely drink small bottles. No matter how high-end a restaurant or how rich people eat, the most popular It's still this big glass rod.
"Sir, how many bottles can you open?" the waiter asked.
"Open 10 first, and this gentleman and I will have 5 each!" Wang Zhitao finished the order, and then said to Yang Ming: "Let's blow the whole bottle into our mouths, don't pour it into the cup, it's really troublesome!"
Wang Zhitao's proposal suited Yang Ming's wishes. In the past, when Xu Peng and others drank at the food stall, each person would take one bottle.
Apparently the waiter got Zhang Biao's orders and took out the wine for Yang Ming and Wang Zhitao from both sides of the box. Yang Ming also had little social experience, so naturally he didn't notice this small detail. He picked up a bottle and raised it and said: "Sir, monitor, I respect you!"
"I should be the one who respects you! Come on, we two brothers have deep feelings for each other. Let's have a drink first and then talk about it!" Wang Zhitao also raised the bottle of wine in his hand.
Be good, this guy has a lot of alcohol, just one bottle! Yang Ming thought to himself. However, Yang Ming was not afraid of him. Back then, his brothers would drink from the boxes at the food stalls. The most Yang Ming ever did was drink from more than two boxes at a time, and he drank for a whole day.
Yang Ming saw that Wang Zhitao had already started to drink wine. How could he let him compete with him? He picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.
After drinking a bottle of wine, Yang Ming burped and suddenly felt a little dizzy. Why is this wine so strong? I used to drink this brand, but it was almost the same as drinking water? Is it because I haven't drank for several months that my alcohol tolerance has deteriorated? Yang Ming shook his head.
What Wang Zhitao drank was indeed water, aerated tea, which he had asked Zhang Biao to prepare in advance, while what Yang Ming drank was special high-strength beer.
I have long heard that you are a heavy drinker. Fortunately, I am well prepared. Let’s see if I don’t drink you to death this time! Wang Zhitao picked up another bottle and said, "Brother, it was my fault last time. This bottle is my apology. I'll do it first out of respect. You can do whatever you want!" After saying that, he raised his neck and another bottle of "beer" came in. Belly.
At this time, Yang Ming was already drunk and bold. He picked up a bottle and drank it directly. Then he raised the empty bottle and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"
"Brother, you are generous! Come, let's eat and drink at the same time!" Wang Zhitao motioned to the waiter to open a few more bottles. It seems that this strong beer is not lethal enough to Yang Ming. An average person would get drunk after half a bottle.
The two of them went back and forth and drank another four or five bottles of wine. This time Yang Ming didn't need Wang Zhitao's persuasion and drank heavily from the bottle.
Wang Zhitao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the situation in front of him. A full belly of tea was enough to make him feel so damn uncomfortable that it almost came out of his throat! He really couldn't understand how Yang Ming drank it.
Finally, Yang Ming was a little too drunk! He felt a little confused, and then he didn't know anything.
Wang Zhitao stood up unsteadily and walked towards the door. He felt that his body was full of tea, and there was a splashing sound when he moved.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?" Zhang Biao asked with concern.
"It's okay. I drank a little too much tea. Help me go to the bathroom to sort it out first. Damn, I'm so bloated." Wang Zhitao complained. \