When Cheng Chumo and the other two heard this, how would they dare to fart?
Their happiness for the rest of their lives was in Zhang Feng's hands. Moreover, Zhang Feng had preached and taught them things before.
They seriously suspected that Zhang Feng was fooling them. It had been so long, but he did not mention it. Although a lot of things had happened in Chang 'an City during this period and they had to help deal with some things, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that something was wrong. They were more and more happy that Zhang Feng was fooling them.
Otherwise, why did they feel that this grandson was just idling around in the pub and had no intention of teaching them?
Coincidentally, they also took advantage of today's matter. Therefore, the three of them hurriedly rushed over to this place with gratitude. That was why the scene just now happened.
When the Devil King went to war, not even a blade of grass would survive!
Zhang Feng did not think too much about it. His head was hurting during this period.
If anyone talked about this marriage, he would have a headache. Damn it, he would feel like he was going to be a bachelor. Twenty years old, twenty years old, twenty years old, this damn it …
When Zhang Feng thought of this, he felt an impulse to bang his head against the wall. Moreover, when he saw a person all day long, he felt that that person was talking about him.
He was very depressed.
When he met Lao Li, he wanted to complain to him. However, this time, he was either egging him on to mess with the school or encouraging him to do this and that.
It was not easy to persuade Lao Li to leave. Good heavens, he waited for these fools to come. Unexpectedly, this group of old men was not reliable at all. When they came up, they said that if they could not talk to him, they should not jump out. Moreover, when they came in, they even broke the door with a kick. Damn it, Lao Tzu is not closing the door tonight?
If I lose something, will you pay for it?
Zhang Feng cursed in his heart as he walked into the kitchen and knocked on the wok with a clanking sound.
However, he could not afford to offend them with his small body. A slap from them almost took his life. How could he dare to offend these old men?
He looked at the big skewer of tiger meat hanging on the stove and then looked at the new smoked chickens.
They carelessly cut off a pig's hind leg from the stove with a chopper, and put it in the pot. They brushed it fiercely, and then set up a fierce fire to cook it. In any case, this group of people were all rough men, eating meat and drinking wine was not a problem for them.
Therefore, he didn't choose the meat carefully. Instead, he cooked it all in one pot, scooped it out, and chopped it into several large pieces.
With pepper and other condiments in his mouth and a pot of chopped smoked meat in his hand, he slowly walked into the front hall and threw it on the table with a bang. Instantly, the natural fragrance of the smoked meat attracted the attention of the three people.
Zhang Feng's food was simple and crude. Although it looked bad, it had a different kind of forthright feeling. Moreover, although it was simple cooking, whether it was the smell or the taste, it was better than pig food!
Ever since the three of them had eaten Zhang Feng's food, they felt like vomiting when they tried their own food.
It couldn't be helped. They were picky.
At this time, they couldn't care about other things. Each of them picked up a piece of meat that was not much smaller than their heads and gnawed on it. While gnawing, the three of them even stepped on the stool with one foot.
"Brother Zhang Feng, brother, where is the wine? Bring the wine, bring the good wine! "
After the three of them ate a few mouthfuls, they found that Zhang Feng was actually squatting there and gnawing on a pig's leg. He didn't have the consciousness to take the wine. This made the three of them unable to sit still.
They wanted to take it themselves, but when they thought of the aftereffects after drinking the so-called alcohol last time, they were afraid. If they took that thing out again, it would kill them!
Zhang Feng heard this and got up reluctantly. He went to the wine cabinet and deliberately knocked out three jars of strong liquor with a degree of sixty-five and threw them to the three of them. He then took out a jar of liquor from the bottom of the wine cabinet. It was only a dozen degrees of liquor, but the three of them were also thieves. After being forced to drink a few times, they suddenly learned to be smart.
They saw Zhang Feng take three jars of liquor from the top and throw them to the three of them. Then, he took the wine from the bottom.
Even Cheng Chumo knew that this guy was definitely going to force them to drink!
How could this be?
The three of them were not fools. They were also good at drinking.
Seeing this, the three of them laughed. You don't want to take the wine, right?
Fine, then I'll take it myself.
Cheng Chumo snatched the jug of wine from Zhangsun Chong's arms and slapped the mud seal off the jug. He gulped it down like water and threw it to Zhangsun Chong after gulping down a few mouthfuls. Only then did he let out a deep sigh.
"Good wine! Hahaha, this is good wine! But isn't this a little too f * cking bland? "
Zhang Feng's eyes twitched when he heard that. He had a bad feeling about this.
While Zhang Feng was dumbfounded, Chen Chumo took a jar of wine from the top of the wine cabinet and squatted in front of the dumbfounded Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng's legs started to tremble.
The wine on the top … Damn, that was liquor with more than seventy degrees.
He was finally being pecked in the eyes by an eagle.
He slapped his eyes and didn't want to look at Chen Chumo and the other two. He said painfully, "Brother, I've been heaty recently. I can't drink this stuff. Are you trying to kill me?"
Hearing this, Cheng Chumo didn't know what Zhang Feng was going to do.
He glared and straightened his back. He kicked Zhang Feng's stool and shouted, "Brother, we're brothers. We're brothers in life and death, aren't we? Just tell me whether you think highly of us or not! Although you're about the same age as us, you're a little older than us. You have the nerve to take the wine from the bottom? As an elder brother, you should have the consciousness of an elder brother. Come on, don't talk nonsense. Drink! "
What else could Zhang Feng say?
He gritted his teeth.
He closed his eyes and slapped the mud seal off. He shouted as if he was going up a mountain of knives, "Drink, who doesn't drink? Who's the grandson? "
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