The sky was getting brighter. Ling Hong was already delirious, but he was still holding the glass of red wine in his hand.
His usually confident and flamboyant face had already turned red. But even so, Ling Hong's behavior after drinking was still pretty good. He neither vomited nor talked nonsense. He just stared at the wine bottle blankly and held the glass as if he wanted to continue drinking.
"How is it? Is it almost done?" Yuan Zhou put down the glass and asked.
"Almost? What do you mean almost?" Ling Hong was a little tongue-tied. But he seemed to have realized that he was very dissatisfied with what he said. So, he closed his mouth and said it again.
"If we continue drinking, the wine cellar will really be empty." Yuan Zhou pointed at the empty bottles on the ground and said.
"You … you said you can drink freely in the wine cellar." Ling Hong said word by word earnestly and persistently.
"Yes, but it's dawn now." Yuan Zhou said.
"Dawn? It's dawn? "Ling Hong looked at the sky that Yuan Zhou was pointing at.
"It's, it's really dawn." Ling Hong muttered and then stared at the sky that was slowly turning white.
At that time, Yuan Zhou leaned forward and took the glass and the wine bottle from Ling Hong's hand. He put them on the table gently and then said, "Go back and sleep."
"Yes, sleep. I have to sleep." Ling Hong repeated Yuan Zhou's words and then stood up with the help of Yuan Zhou's strength.
Ling Hong felt that he had stood up, but in fact, it was Yuan Zhou who was supporting Ling Hong to stand up.
"Ta, Dadada, ta." With such irregular steps, Yuan Zhou supported Ling Hong to go downstairs.
Fortunately, Yuan Zhou had renovated the stairs during the design. The stairs were very flat and wide, so there was no need to worry about stepping on air.
Therefore, when they went downstairs, Yuan Zhou immediately sent a text message.
This text message was naturally sent to Ling Hong's driver. Yuan Zhou didn't know how to drive and he was also drunk. So, Ling Hong naturally needed a driver to send him back.
Before drinking, Yuan Zhou had asked Ling Hong for the driver's phone number.
Ling Hong still abided by the traffic rules. Thinking that he couldn't drive after drinking, he simply gave the driver's number to Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou took advantage of the time when he went downstairs to get the wine to inform the driver that he might be on standby at any time.
Holding Ling Hong, Yuan Zhou walked steadily to the back door of the pub. Then, he opened the door with Ling Hong and walked step by step towards the street corner of Taoxi Road.
Being blown by the cold wind outside, Ling Hong seemed to sober a little and he muttered, "I don't believe. I, I don, I don, I did. I., I.
Ling Hong lowered his head and murmured these words over and over again.
Yuan Zhou straightened his back and walked firmly with Ling Hong. He didn't answer Ling Hong's seemingly doubtful mumbling.
From afar, Yuan Zhou held Ling Hong's shoulder. The two of them walked along the light of dawn and saw a black Volkswagen parked at the end of the street.
A middle-aged driver in a suit and tie stood outside the car. When he saw them, he came to greet them from afar.
"Thank you, Boss Yuan. Thank you very much." The middle-aged driver helped Ling Hong to get up from the other side of the body and couldn't help expressing his gratitude.
"You're welcome. He drank at my place," Yuan Zhou said.
"Only at your place, Boss Yuan, can Grandfather Ling be at ease," the driver said.
"Mm." Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't say much. He helped the driver to help Ling Hong into the back seat of the car.
After the driver carefully stuffed Ling Hong's leg into the car and closed the door, Yuan Zhou took a step back and said, "He drank a pot of bamboo liquor, a bottle of draft beer, and five bottles of red wine. He drank yogurt first and ate some side dishes in between drinking. He didn't vomit at all."
"Alright. Thank you, Boss Yuan. I'll keep it in mind." The driver nodded repeatedly.
"You're welcome. I'm going back." Yuan Zhou shook his head and prepared to go back.
"I'll send Boss Yuan back," the driver said after taking two steps.
"No need. Send him back." Yuan Zhou gestured to Ling Hong, who was already lying in the back seat.
"Then, goodbye, Boss Yuan." The driver looked at Ling Hong, then looked at Yuan Zhou and nodded.
"Mm. Goodbye." Yuan Zhou nodded and walked to the back alley of Taoxi Road. On the way, the driver seemed to have heard something, but he didn't hear it clearly.
After seeing Yuan Zhou's figure disappear, the driver checked on Ling Hong in the back seat again and got into the car.
"I wonder why the young master drank so much. Grandfather didn't do anything even though he knew," the driver muttered and carefully started the car and left.
The driver drove the car as steadily as possible so that Ling Hong didn't feel any bumps. He drove back to the old house.
Yuan Zhou walked back to his restaurant slowly. When he passed by the door, he saw Broth, who had been guarding the door, "Broth, you're back."
"Woof." Broth barked as if it was greeting him. Then, it walked around Yuan Zhou and went to the rice at the back door.
"… Do you dislike the smell of alcohol on me?" Yuan Zhou asked speechlessly.
"Woof woof." Broth barked again. It sounded as if it was saying, "It's good that you know it yourself and stay away from me."
"The smell of alcohol doesn't only belong to me. It also belongs to others." Yuan Zhou walked two steps forward with an evil interest and tried to block Broth's way.
Broth pounced on him cleverly and then slipped away from Yuan Zhou's feet. Then, it went back to its wife's rice.
As for the rice, it just looked at them foolishly.
Because of this small matter, Yuan Zhou felt a little better. He opened the back door and said, "I'm going in. I'll serve breakfast to you later."
Yuan Zhou closed the door and went straight to the second floor of the pub to clean up. After all, he just sent Ling Hong back, but didn't clean up.
He cleaned up very quickly. In less than 10 minutes, Yuan Zhou cleaned up the pub and went straight back to his room to take a bath.
After all, he had been drinking for a whole night. Even Broth disliked the smell of alcohol on him. It wasn't hard to imagine how strong the smell of alcohol was on him now.
After washing up, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and felt much better. However, after drinking a whole bottle of beer and two glasses of red wine, Yuan Zhou still felt a little dizzy.
"It seems that I have to make something to relieve my hangover for breakfast." While saying that, Yuan Zhou went downstairs quickly and started to make some fireworks.
"Just make some ophiopogon porridge. It can not only relieve the hangover but also fill the stomach." While saying that, Yuan Zhou began to cook.
Ophiopogon originally had a certain effect of nourishing the stomach. Starchy food could also help to relieve the hangover. It could be said to be very effective.
After cooking his meal and putting it into the rice cooker provided by the system, Yuan Zhou scooped some rice soup for Broth and Rice as breakfast. Then, he waited for the ophiopogon porridge to be ready.
"Fortunately, I'm a chef and can take care of myself." Looking at the steaming rice cooker and smelling the faint fragrance of rice, Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing with emotion.
"By the way, I can also make a cup of watermelon juice for myself. That can also relieve the hangover." While saying that, Yuan Zhou stood up and took out a watermelon from under the azure stone countertop and started to squeeze the juice for himself.
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