It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 76
Chapter 76

The courtyard door opened, and a crowd of people poured in.Du Mao was drinking under the tree, frowning slightly.

"Scar, you just drive them away, what are you doing with them?"

Scar took a step forward and said, "Brother, these two are wine sellers, and their wine costs a hundred cents a bowl, and they don't need money if they can drink ten bowls in a row."

Du Mao glanced at the old man and the young man, both of them had serious expressions on their faces.He smiled slightly: "It's interesting, what kind of good wine dares to boast like this."

A burst of laughter resounded through the yard.

"Scar, by the way you look, you must have been drinking. Why, you didn't last." Someone asked.

Scar's face turned red: "What are you talking about? I came across a good wine and wanted my eldest brother to taste it. This kind of wine can't make me drunk."

"Ha, stop bragging, kid, who knows how much you can drink, if you can't, just say no."

Someone jumped out, patted his chest and said, "Let me try."

This man looks like a big black bear, with a thick back, a messy chin and a beard.

"This wine is nothing, even this can scare you." The man held the wine bowl, and without forgetting to laugh at Scar, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

A sense of spiciness surged up. To be honest, the taste of this wine is not good, but drinking it is like overwhelming the river.Just after drinking a bowl of wine, his eyes were dazzled, his head became dizzy, and his body began to stagger.

"Why, you can't do it anymore, I drank three bowls in a row just now." Scar hurriedly laughed, and then gave the old man a look to prevent him from revealing himself.

"Who says I can't do it, I just ate too much and I'm holding on." "Big Black Bear" said, holding out the bowl: "Have another bowl."

When he drank the third bowl, he couldn't do it anymore, his body was staggering, and he couldn't stop vomiting.

"This wine is so strong!"

Someone couldn't help saying, they knew how much this big man had a drinking capacity, usually he drank like water, why did he pour down three bowls of wine today.

"Come on, give me a bowl too!"

Immediately afterwards, several people jumped out and handed the bowl to the old man.

"Heroes, we are a small business. I will give you the few bowls of wine just now. There is no money left. Please let us go." The old man said.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think we can't afford the money?" Du Mao took out a piece of silver and put it on the table: "Whether there is anyone who can drink ten bowls of wine today, this silver is yours."

Having said that, everyone cheered up.

"I've never been drunk in my life, and today I even drank ten bowls to show my folks and elders."

"Come on, old man, fill me up with the bowl, and less, I want your head."

That's what I said, but at the end of the day, the people in the yard took turns, not to mention ten bowls, few of them could drink three bowls.They all fell to the ground in a daze, vomited and lay down.

"Brother, we can't do it."

"This wine is really strong. I have never drunk it before."

Most of the wine in this era is brewed wine, rice wine and fruit wine. Let alone the taste, the degree must not go up, and it will be the best if it reaches a dozen degrees.It is almost equivalent to the beer of Cheng Dalei's previous life, otherwise, how could there be so many heroes in the rivers and lakes drinking heavily.

If it's the strength of beer, Cheng Dalei can drink a few catties of it as long as he vomits.

However, Hamozhai made distilled wine according to Cheng Dalei's ideas. It was not a technical problem, and they gradually figured it out.This kind of wine is actually very difficult to drink, but there is one advantage, it is strong enough, Cheng Dalei tasted it, it was about forty degrees.

But now the capacity of the bowl is also larger, a bowl of wine is about seven or eight taels.Cheng Dalei has never seen a fierce man who can drink ten bowls in a row.

Moreover, people who are used to drinking beer can't drink white.

The courtyard was drunk, and everyone turned their attention to Du Mao.

"Fill me with the wine." Du Mao sat there motionless.

"Brother, there are so many, let them see and see."

The old man filled the wine for him, and kindly persuaded him: "My good man, my wine is a bit strong, please take it easy."

"What's the matter, my elder brother can't drink a thousand cups. Back then when he was fighting tigers, he relied on strong wine to cheer him up. You still want to get used to drinking my elder brother." Scar only drank a bowl of wine, but now he is still in good spirits.

"Hey... the mountain villager doesn't understand anything, why are you yelling at him?"

Du Mao pushed with his hand to stop Scar from speaking, and immediately drank the wine in the bowl.

As soon as the wine entered his stomach, it was as if a knife had been scraped across his throat. Du Mao immediately knew that it was bad and he would be ashamed today.

"Quick, fill up my elder brother quickly, my elder brother is just getting drunk."

Du Mao gave Scar a hard look, Scar nodded hurriedly, with an expression that I understand you.

Before regaining consciousness, the wine bowl in front of him was already full. Du Mao took a deep breath and drank it like an old cow drinking water.

Du Mao couldn't hold it anymore after drinking three bowls in a row.He was originally sitting, but now he had to stand up and support the big tree with his hands.

"Man, if you can't do it, don't drink it. I don't dare to ask for today's money."

"Come on, fill it up."

After drinking three bowls of wine, Du Mao was also confused. The old man's words just aroused the arrogance in his heart.

Another large bowl was full of wine, and there was not a single drop of wine left in the glass.

The crowd cheered in unison, and every time Du Mao drank a bowl of wine, the crowd cheered, and finally Du Mao drank seven bowls of wine in a row.

Even the old man couldn't help but praise in his heart, this man is really a good man, like our master, he would just lie down with a bowl of wine.

"Good man, do you still want to drink!" the old man asked.

"Pour... pour full..."

"I advise you not to drink it. You don't burn incense and don't worship Buddha on weekdays. If you drink too much alcohol, you will easily run into ghosts in the middle of the night."

"Down..." Du Mao suddenly became excited, and suddenly raised his head, only to see the old man staring at him intently, with a respectful and docile look on his face, and a fierce tiger-like light blooming in his eyes.

"You...you are..."

"Go!"

The old man suddenly dropped the wine bowl in his hand to the ground, with a clattering sound.The young man next to the cart jumped onto the cart, fished out a few steel knives from the wine barrel, and threw them to seven or eight idlers who came in to watch.

Each of these "idle men" raised their heads with murderous intent on their faces.

There are really neighbors near Du Mao who don't understand what happened, and they look stunned at the moment.

Scar was stunned, he was surprised to see that the ugly hunchback suddenly stood up and caught the steel knife thrown over
"You are……"

"Hamazhai is doing things, no one who has nothing to do with it, get out of here."

The shadow of the tree of human life, Ha Toad Village has a fierce reputation, and its reputation is not weaker than Du Mao's.When they heard that the villains from Hamo Village had arrived, the crowd panicked, and some people fell to the ground in fright, with yellow and white things coming out of their bodies.

Du Mao kicked the table over, cups and bowls flew around, he blocked his body with two big fists, and let out a thunderous drink.

"Come!"

(End of this chapter)