Boiled pork slices are very famous in black shops. They are the unique skill of chef Li Dazui. They can only be made when he is in a good mood. So although most of the people here are regular customers in black shops, not everyone has the honor to taste them. Anyone who has tasted them wishes to swallow their tongues and admire them.

Everyone is very knowledgeable, but they have never tasted something better than this anywhere else. They have also asked their wives or servants at home to do it, but they are all a lot worse.

Now when I heard this dish, I saw that the lady from the boss was in a good mood, so someone cheered: "Miss from the boss, we also want to do it, don't bring such a favorable person."

Jin Jiuyin agreed readily, "Okay, my boss is happy today, I will give you one for each table."

"good!"

"Very good."

“It’s a blessing.”

"Thank you, girl, she is a cheerful person."

Another asked loudly: "Is it a 20% discount?"

"I think beautifully!" Jin Jiuyin smiled and rolled her eyes, put her hips on her hips, and lit her other hand, "No one is missing."

Everyone burst into laughter. Even if they didn't offer discounts, they would be willing to spend more money. If they missed this time, Li Dazui was in the mood to make boiled meat slices next time, but he still didn't know the year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

After laughing, someone mentioned again, "Miss Dong, should you give us some of your stolen wine? Everyone is greedy, brothers, do you think so?"

Everyone suddenly felt salivation in their mouths, and the greed was hooked out, and they all responded. It would be okay to hold on to the boiled meat slices if they couldn't eat water, but when the roasted knife wine was smelling, the pores in their bodies were opened.

Jin Jiuyin laughed and scolded, "Wuliangye can't block your mouth?"

Everyone laughed, "Wuliangye is naturally excellent, but it's still a little worse than burning a knife."

Jin Jiuyin was naturally not stingy, and clapped her hands and said, "It's rare for everyone to support you. I won't refute your face today. Jinxiu led Xiao Tang to carry wine, and one table will be served first, and the wine will be enough today."

The wine of the knife is strong and the stamina is strong. If you drink it openly, you won’t be able to drink much.

There were suddenly a loud cheer in the hall, slamming the table and knocking on the bowl, and everyone's faces were filled with deep smiles.

Young Master Jinyi looked at the wine in the glass, his eyebrows slightly moved, and there was a better wine than Wuliangye? He drank a pot alone last night, and was very surprised. He never expected that the inconspicuous small inn in the desert would have such good wine, and there would be better ones?

He quietly looked forward to it.

The boiled meat slices came up, steaming hot and the spicy aroma was extremely tempting. The roasted knife wine was also brought to the table. As soon as it was opened, everyone shook their noses and smelled the smell and got drunk.

Everyone ate meat and drank wine, and they were busy. Jin Jiuyin said loudly: "Eat and drink well." He bowed to the surroundings like a man.

I don’t know who shouted first, “Miss a girl in the home family.” Everyone else followed suit and cheered, “Drink one, drink one.” He slapped the table and screamed.

Jin Jiuyin did not have a shy temperament, so she picked up the wine bowl with pleasure. Yes, drinking in a black store is not a wine glass, but a wine bowl. The wine glass is too delicate and not satisfied with drinking. You need to use a bowl when drinking in Mobei, so that you can enjoy it and contrast with the generous Mobei man.

After drinking a bowl, everyone cheered loudly, and then there was a second bowl, the third bowl-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"It would be better to have a hole in the stomach than to make the cracks of the relationship. Deep feelings, stuffy in one mouthful; shallow feelings, lick them; thick feelings, can't drink enough; thin feelings, can't drink enough; iron feelings, can't drink it. If you lose, drink!"

"One bowl or two bowls rinse your mouth, three bowls and four bowls do not count as wine, five bowls and six bowls walk on the wall, seven bowls and eight bowls are still yelling, men don't drink, they will walk on the world in vain. The beautiful wine is pouring."

"The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat, whoever is afraid of drinking today? Come, let's go."

"Wine with a friend, there are fewer glasses, so how much can you drink -----When you see unfairness, you yell, who will drink if you don't drink?-----Young young man leaves home and the eldest son, I'll ask my brother to accompany you for this bowl------A big river is wide, and we'll do it together--------There is always love for thousands of rivers and mountains, and it's not enough to drink less-----The sky is cloudless and the ground is dry. The bowl just now cannot be counted-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A bunch of fresh and interesting wine words spit out from her mouth, like singing, crispy and hot. It was unheard of by everyone, but it did not prevent everyone from surging and the atmosphere was unprecedented.

The smell of alcohol and heat made Jin Jiuyin's face red, but her eyes were astonishingly bright, filled with broken stars. Her outer skirt had been lifted to the side, and the wine stains were wet on her clothes.

Every girl's family is obviously so outspoken, but it doesn't make people feel rude at all. Instead, she feels straightforward and at ease, and it's natural.

At this moment, Jin Jiuyin, who was in harmony with everyone, was so beautiful, hot and even more dazzling.

The young master of Jinyi stared at it, then lowered his eyes and took a sip of the burning knife in the bowl. It was hot and tasted carefully, but it also had a mellow fragrance, just like a bright girl in the center.

This girl from the boss subverted all his perception of women.

Lin Fu and Lin Xiang were not as proud as their master, and were stunned, "Good, this girl is so fierce." Drinking with a group of big men, the brothel women were not as bold as her, but it was not annoying. "I've seen it, I've seen it."

The consequence of indulgence was a headache for hangover. On the second day, Jin Jiuyin slept until the sun was noon before she woke up. Her headache was about to break. "Jinxiu, Qian Jinxiu, I have a headache. Your girl has a headache." Her voice was hoarse and her throat hurts.

Jinxiu came in and saw the girl sitting on the bed with her hair disheveled, her face looked very bad, and she couldn't help but scold her, "Who told you to drink so much yesterday? It should be!" She rolled up her sleeves and competed with the smelly man for wine. Is it reasonable? "Do you still remember that she is a girl's house?"

I first mixed a cup of honey water, "You moisturize your throat first, the millet porridge is warm on the stove, I'll bring you some." I helped the girl press her head with both hands.

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite." Jin Jiuyin drank honey water, lacking interest.

"You have to eat something to nourish your stomach if you don't have an appetite." Jinxiu was not used to it, "Do you still drink so much next time?"

"You don't understand." Jin Jiuyin covered her lips and yawned, then cleared her throat, in an aria tone, "You must have fun in life, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty."

"Then don't have a headache!" Jin Xiu rolled her eyes and exposed her shortcomings.

Jin Jiuyin choked and felt aggrieved, "Jinxiu, you don't love me anymore."

"Love!" Jinxiu pressed her shoulder, "I will bring you millet porridge now. I will definitely let you feel the vast love."

I left with my waist twisted and my steps to leave were more likely to be recognised.

"Let me die." Jin Jiuyin wailed and covered her face and fell on the bed.

Millet porridge, the mouth is so light that it tastes boring. How can I not drink that thing?
Chapter completed!