The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 12 Food and Wine
Under Tang Sufan's narrow gaze, Li Shimin and the others directly poured the wine in their cups into their mouths.

As soon as it entered the throat, it was like a red-hot knife scraping straight from the throat to the belly.

This is not some local wine of the Tang Dynasty with a weak taste, but a baijiu with a full thirty-odd degrees of alcohol. Although it is not a top-notch high-alcohol wine, it is definitely strong enough.

Immediately, the three of Li Shimin put on the 'pain mask' on their faces at the same time, and Cheng Yaojin's big face was immediately distorted like that earthy eggplant.

But I drank it all, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to spit it out now?The three of them resisted the feeling that their chests were on fire, and drank half a glass of wine in a daze.

With a playful smile on Tang Sufan's face, he shouted mockingly: "The three drink well! Real men too!!"

Li Shimin: ...

Cheng Yaojin: ...

Fang Xuanling: ...

The three of them can see that this kid is really weak and bad, and he is not a human being at all.

"Good wine, really good wine..."

It took the three of them a long time to recover, staring at the fine wine in the glass in their hands, and sighed in admiration at the same time.

But having said that, this wine is simply far superior to any kind of wine they have ever drunk before. Just because of its pungent and intense energy, even the wine on the grassland is not half as good.

After taking a sip of strong wine into the throat, it immediately burns all over the body like a ball of flame. After being spicy like fire, there is a faint fragrance of bamboo between the lips and teeth for a long aftertaste~

The most famous wine in Chang'an is Sanlejiang. Compared with this wine, it is a world of difference, and it can be said that it is not even qualified to compare.

No wonder the little thief said it was a good wine that even the emperor couldn't drink, it really is...

Tang Sufan raised his eyebrows, and said to Li Shimin, "How about Lao Li? Is this wine not even the emperor can drink?"

Li Shimin smashed his mouth, recalling the aftertaste of wine in his mouth, nodded and said: "Yes~"

Then he thought distressedly in his heart, once he drinks this wine now, how can he drink other wines in the future?
Tang Sufan then greeted again: "Come on, move your chopsticks."

After speaking, several people picked up the chopsticks again, and each of them put a piece of meat into their mouths.

Then the three of Li Shimin, who wanted to be reserved, quickly tasted the other dishes...

The mutton is warm and thick, with a strong aroma, which is simply wonderful.

The chicken is tender and tender, delicious and fragrant, and it is completely addictive after one bite.

The taste of other dishes, cooked with Tang Sufan's own seasonings, coupled with the high-fire frying method of the farmhouse's earthen stove, was even more delicious than they imagined.

Could it be that I saw it with my own eyes, I really can't believe that this kid made this kind of food.

Cheng Yaojin took another sip of the fine wine in the glass, a distorted and intoxicated look appeared on his rough face, and he let out a long cry: "Ah~~"

Li Shimin, Fang Xuanling and Fang Xuanling are slightly better, but they also have ruddy complexions, but no one can see the satisfied and intoxicated expression.

I even shouted in my heart, at present, good wine and food are even worth more than the "golden cup and jade cup" to hold food. Life is like this, what more can I ask for~

The three natives of the Tang Dynasty also completely opened the door to a new world of food. This kid really knows how to enjoy it.

Even Li Shimin wanted to tie Tang Sufan back and send him to the imperial dining room.

Tang Sufan originally wanted to greet him with a polite word as the host's family, don't be too polite, just treat him as his own family.

But the three of them had already started eating like a raging cloud, and even Fang Xuanling, who was a serious scholar, lost his old face and looked like he was gobbling.

Fortunately, Tang Sufan didn't know the real identities of these three people, otherwise he would definitely say that Li Shimin, you are embarrassing to the emperors of all dynasties~
Tang Sufan didn't say much at all, and quickly joined the food grabbing battle. If he didn't eat, the three dogs might have to lick the plate.

For a while, the four of them immersed themselves in eating hard, except for the occasional sound of wine glasses clinking, there were complaints from several people.

"Old Cheng, I... really hateful, you won't give such a big piece of mutton to someone?"

"Old Fang, can't you eat more politely as a scholar?"

"Hey, boss, don't get in the way, don't get in the way, and no one here knows."

"I'll go, can you three slow down, anyway, I did it, can you save some for me~"

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After a few rounds of pushing the cups and changing the cups, the momentum gradually slowed down when the sun slanted to the west, and the few people drank from the sun at noon to the afternoon without knowing it.

Tang Sufan had no choice but to go to the backyard to bring out two jars of wine.

There were already a mess of cups and plates on the small square table, and the faces of several people were flushed, and they leaned on the back chairs with swollen stomachs~

Tang Sufan blushed drunk, stood up staggeringly, and said to Li Shimin inarticulately: "Come on, Lao Li, let's... go one more~"

"Come~ let's go~"

Li Shimin also responded drunkenly, picking up the glass, who cares about whether it is glass or not, after clinking the glass suddenly, he directly took another sip for himself.

On the other side, Cheng Yaojin was hugging the wine jar, his bearded bear face pressed against the cold wine jar, as if he was hugging some beautiful woman, his face was full of drunkenness.

Stuffing a pair of chopsticks into his mouth and biting it, he muttered nonsense from time to time, most of these words were similar to the beautiful Chinese culture of Bi Qiniang~

The most sober one was Fang Xuanling, at least he could sit upright on the armchair, but he still smelled of alcohol.

The four small jars of wine weighed more than ten catties, and Cheng Yaojin drank almost half of it by himself, which made Tang Sufan frown.

The remaining three people pushed the cups and changed the cups, and they also weighed down a few catties, which is also a bit over the top.

Tang Sufan also gave up his life to be with a gentleman, and drank a full two or three catties with him. As the saying goes, it's easy to talk about things at the wine table. Maybe when Lao Li is drunk, the matter between him and Li Xiaorou will be settled?
Tang Sufan continued to speak inarticulately: "Old~Old Li, look, a young man with money like me~It's hard to find~"

Li Shimin patted Tang Sufan on the shoulder, the dog did not forget to praise himself when he was drunk.

However, Li Shimin, who still maintained a trace of sobriety, still knew that his daughter, a dignified princess, could never marry a commoner.

But there is not much reason left, and he picked up the wine glass again, and said with a big tongue: "Come on, brother, continue to drink~drink! I don't care about this, I have to ask Rou'er his mother~"

Brother~?
Fang Xuanling, who was the most sober, twitched his mouth, Your Majesty is about to lose his mind, it will be fun after this kid knows our identities~

Tang Sufan, who was a little drunk, frowned, and cursed in his heart, "Your grandma's fault, I drank so much with you, the mother-in-law has to decide what to do for a long time~ It's my mother's fault!"
But forget it, I drank it all, and it was over soon.

"Come on, brother, let's go one more..." Tang Sufan put his arms around Li Shimin who had stood up, and continued: "Then mother-in-law needs a few words from you..."

"Let's talk again, come on... drink~Old Cheng, drink~ why did you sleep?"

"Oh, forget about him, drink~"

Li Shimin and Tang Sufan took another sip beautifully.

After drinking, the two sat down on the armchair again, thinking about their own things.

Tang Sufan raised his head, put his feet directly on the table, his misty eyes met the slanting sunlight, he couldn't help squinting, and raised his head to look higher...

Looking at the cloudless sky, my misty eyes gradually lost their minds...

(End of this chapter)