#404 - Chapter 403 Huang Jiu's Wine
#404 - Chapter 403 Huang Jiu's Wine
Qi Jing looked at Tan Zuoyin.
"Want to drink?"
Tan Zuoyin blinked:
"Of course, I have to drink. People are treating us so warmly. Wouldn't it be disrespectful not to drink?"
"But this wine doesn't sound very proper."
Full of affection; it sounds wrong.
"What are you afraid of? You won't get an abnormal status."
"I'm worried about you."
"I think you just don't want to drink."
"Alcohol is so nasty; I can't drink it."
Qi Jing had barely ever drunk alcohol in his life.
Based on the wines he had tried before, this stuff not only lacked the aroma of food but was also particularly bitter, like a mysterious liquid from chemistry class. He didn't think this thing should appear on the human food menu.
But it was hard to refuse such hospitality, so he should at least make a show of it.
Qi Jing picked up the small cup of wine in front of him, forcefully suppressing the subconscious urge to frown, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp.
In comparison, Tan Zuoyin was more refined, sipping it slowly, little by little.
"Slow down. This wine only has an effect if you drink it slowly. Don't learn from that water buffalo. Drinking wine is an art. Downing it in one gulp is wrong..."
As he spoke, Huang Jiu refilled Qi Jing's cup.
He gently picked up the pottery jar containing "Intense Affection," tilted the mouth of the jar, and aimed it at the center of the wine glass, his movements slow and steady.
The wine slowly flowed from the jar's mouth, like a transparent stream, silently sliding into the glass, slowly swirling at the reddish-brown bottom, forming a small vortex, as if dancing an elegant waltz in the glass.
As the wine accumulated, the center of the vortex gradually sank until it formed a perfect concave surface.
When the wine was about to reach the rim of the glass, he lightly flicked his wrist, and the pottery jar immediately stopped tilting, the wine stopping abruptly, not a single drop spilling.
The surface of the wine in the glass was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding light and shimmering with a captivating luster.
Qi Jing stared blankly at the refilled glass of wine in front of him.
Damn it, he shouldn't have drunk it so fast.
He raised the glass and gently poured it into his mouth, watching Xiao Shiwu still pouring wine into his mouth, and couldn't help but urge in his heart: Hurry up and drink! I've already finished a cup, why haven't you finished yet!
Perhaps his luck was acting up, as Xiao Shiwu actually stopped drinking.
"Why is there so little wine? It's not enough for Little Qi to drink."
Qi Jing smacked his lips. Well, the wine was gone.
It had to be said that Xiao Blackheart's capacity was really large. The gourd-shaped wine pot was almost taller than him when stood upright, and he could actually finish it all in one go, which was outrageous.
Huang Jiu snatched his gourd and said:
"Student Qi wouldn't be like you, freeloading wine every day. Huh? You actually left a mouthful; that's not like you."
Xiao Shiwu patted his unchanged stomach:
"This is what I left for Little Qi. Don't get any ideas about it."
"Do you think anyone can drink this wine? No, no, it's already good enough that they've smelled the aroma of the wine for so long. You still want him to drink it?"
Huang Jiu held the gourd behind his back, blocking it. Apart from Xiao Shiwu, he had never seen anyone who could drink three full cups without falling over.
If a freshman took a sip, they would probably have to lie down for five, six, seven, or eight days, even if he was the Rookie King.
He knew that it was the academy's winter break now.
It would be okay to drink during the school term; sleeping for a few days wouldn't matter much.
But letting him drink and sleep through these two days would be harming the children.
Which student would be willing to lose so much vacation time?
Xiao Shiwu grabbed the wine from Qi Jing's hand and drank it in one gulp, saying to Huang Jiu:
"Don't worry, Old Huang Jiu, he won't get drunk."
Huang Jiu pushed him:
"Do you think everyone is like you? Or do you have some means to make people sober?"
"If I had such means, wouldn't I stop others from freeloading wine here?"
"That's true. With your character, you would definitely try to scam wine here if you had that ability."
Huang Jiu looked at the advertising sign placed at the door of the shop, and Qi Jing also looked over:
"Exclusive Immortal Brew, Free Tasting. One jar of Monkey Red is given to those who drink one cup, one jar of Drunken Dream is given to those who drink two cups, and one jar of Dragon-Walking Whip Wine is given to those who drink three cups."
"P.S. The use of supernatural abilities is prohibited; prizes can be claimed by those who are still awake after drinking; Xiao Shiwu is excluded."
Good heavens.
Xiao Blackheart was indeed Xiao Blackheart; he was already on the blacklist.
Qi Jing asked:
"Why aren't there rewards for more cups?"
"Because no one can drink three cups of wine without falling over. My ten jars of limited-edition Dragon-Walking Whip Wine have only been scammed away by Xiao Shiwu once. Do you want to try?"
In Huang Jiu's eyes, Qi Jing wasn't a drinker. He couldn't even handle the sweet, love-flavored "Intense Affection," let alone his immortal brew.
He didn't believe that this kid could drink even one cup.
Before Qi Jing could speak, Xiao Shiwu said:
"Try it, what are you afraid of? Go ahead, Little Qi, get another jar of his Dragon-Walking Whip Wine."
"Let him decide; why are you interfering?"
Huang Jiu glared at Xiao Shiwu unhappily, then asked Qi Jing:
"Student Qi, are you sure you want to drink? Look, your girlfriend's face is already red just from smelling it. If you drink a cup, you might sleep for a few days."
Drink?
Or not drink?
Qi Jing looked at Tan Zuoyin, who was a little tipsy, and thought about the prize for the third cup, and said:
"Drink!"
A fool wouldn't take advantage of a good deal!
"Okay, let me fill it up for you."
Huang Jiu returned to the counter and took out three challenge-specific cups.
Actually, they were cups that were one size smaller than the ones in Qi Jing's hand because he had absolute confidence in his wine. Even the smallest cups couldn't be handled for three cups.
He picked up the wine gourd behind him and filled them one by one. When the third cup was finished, the wine in the gourd was just used up.
"Xiao Shiwu, you dog, there were exactly three cups left in this gourd. You really don't miss a drop."
While Huang Jiu lamented Xiao Shiwu's gluttony, he was also shocked by this guy's control over his magic treasure.
This was his own supernatural gourd, and the internal space was definitely not what it seemed, and it was slowly increasing over time.
How did this guy manage to accurately control the amount of wine he drank? It was as if he knew this gourd better than himself.
Did he drink too much and it rebelled?
"If I came here to freeload wine and didn't finish it, would I still be called Xiao Shiwu?"
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Shiwu caused the three full glasses of wine on the counter to slowly fly to Qi Jing's face.
Huang Jiu and the few customers in the shop were staring at Qi Jing, guessing how much this Rookie King could drink and whether he would be carried out of here after just one cup like most challengers.
It was like watching the top student in the grade drink in an ordinary school. Everyone was very curious about how many cups he could drink.
Qi Jing picked up the first cup and was about to down it in one gulp when he remembered his previous behavior, so he pretended to sip it in small mouthfuls.
I'm a wine expert; I can't let people say I don't know how to drink!
Munch munch ~
This wine isn't as sweet as the last one.
Qi Jing, as someone who didn't know anything about drinking, could only give this evaluation.
It was just that he was drinking a little too slowly. So many people were watching him; he had to speed up.
Slurp slurp ~
After finishing one cup, Qi Jing carefully savored it.
It seemed, a little delicious?
Not sure, try again.
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