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After a while, all the dishes were served.

Dining here pays attention to the meal sharing system, each person has a separate table, and the dishes on the table are also the same.

After serving the dishes, the waiters stood behind Xiao Yi and the other three, ready to serve.

"I heard that the two of you have been in Jiangbei for a while. It stands to reason that I, the host, should have prepared a banquet for the two of you. It's just that I've been too busy recently, so I haven't been able to make it in time. It has been delayed until now—this first A glass of wine, I will apologize to both of you." Wang Zhuliu picked up the blue and white porcelain wine glass and said to Zhang Han and Xiao Yi.

"Young Master Wang is being polite." Zhang Han responded.

After drinking a glass of wine, the waiter at the back came forward in time, took out the warm jug from the wine warming tub by the table, and respectfully filled the empty wine glass with wine.

During this period, apart from the sound of pouring wine, there were no other noises.

Not even the sound of waiters walking.

Xiao Yi himself came here to enjoy food and wine, and he was very satisfied with the service and environment.

Especially the wine, it tastes very heavy, but it enters the throat very smoothly, and there is a hint of sweetness in the throat.

"Brother Xiao should be someone who understands wine, right? How does this wine taste?" Wang Zhuliu looked at Xiao Yi with a smile and asked.

"Good wine." Xiao Yi nodded.

"This is something my old man has treasured for decades. When I came out this time, I stole a few bottles - when Brother Xiao leaves, I will bring two bottles and taste it with my friends when I go back." Wang Zhuliu said like Like reminiscing about the past, he said with a smile.

Seeing that Wang Zhuliu refused to get to the point, Xiao Yi was not in a hurry, he ate and drank at the same time: "Thank your old man for me, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to drink this good wine."

Wang Zhuliu's smile became more intense, he nodded and said, "I'll definitely bring the words."

Xiao Yi continued to chat with Wang Zhuliu.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the topic still remains on where is worth visiting and where is the food in Jiangbei worth tasting.

Seeing it, Xiao Yi and Wang Zhuliu drank two jugs of wine in a short time.

Zhang Han's drinking capacity is not bad, but she didn't follow Xiao Yi and the others to take a sip, but took a sip every time she served the glass.

But even so, her cheeks were stained with two touches of blush.

In the clear and beautiful eyes, there is also a layer of haze like water mist.

"In such a cold day, drinking some wine is comfortable. My body is hot from the inside out." Wang Zhuliu unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt: "It's been a long time since I've had so much wine. I usually go out Drinking red wine or drinking red wine, it’s really meaningless to drink so hard, it’s better to drink like this with brother Xiao.”

As he said that, Wang Zhuliu looked at Xiao Yi and Zhang Han: "Drinking enough wine, the atmosphere will rise, why don't we watch a more exciting program to brighten the atmosphere?"

Xiao Yi asked curiously: "What exciting program? If you come to the striptease, I'm embarrassed to watch it."

Wang Zhuliu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Don't worry, Brother Xiao, even if you want to watch, you have to watch it by yourself. If there are several of us watching it, there will be no atmosphere."

As he spoke, he said to the waiter behind him, "Let's get started."

"Young Master Wang, please wait a moment. I'll go get ready and I'll be here soon." The waiter said softly, then nodded to Xiao Yi and Zhang Han, and left gracefully.

Wang Zhuliu smiled and said to Xiao Yi: "This private restaurant is completely operated in accordance with the ancient style, and the programs here are also very distinctive-I don't know, have Brother Xiao seen 'Dancing Sword'?"

"I haven't seen it." Xiao Yi shook his head: "But I've heard of it."

He took a sip of wine, then looked at Wang Zhuliu and said indifferently: "I don't know if your sword dancer is the sword dancer of Hongmen Banquet."

"Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is aimed at Peigong—you came here tonight, do you want to use the name of Wu Jian to find someone to kill me?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhuliu was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect Xiao Yi to ask so directly, but it made him a little passive.

After all, Wang Zhuliu is the eldest son of the Wang family. As the first or second-ranked family in Jiangbei, he has seen countless big scenes, and he quickly realized it, and took up the words: "Brother Xiao, we all had a night of drinking. Alcohol, can you still not trust me?"

"Sword dance and sword dance are more of a dance. Besides, the swords they use are all props, and they can't hurt people at all."

Xiao Yi smiled meaningfully, but said nothing.

After a while, the waitress who had left earlier came back.

She had already changed the long white dress she was wearing, and she was wearing a tight dance dress with a thin waist and a double bun on her head. She gave off the feeling of a female knight, but she also had a sense of dance beauty beyond the boldness and strength of a knight. .

"Young Master Wang, then I'll start." The waitress held two swords in one hand, stood in the spacious space in the middle, and said to Wang Zhuliu.

"Let's start." Wang Zhuliu nodded with a smile.

The waitress threw one of the swords into the air, and then grasped it with precision. The two swords danced together. Both the posture and the movement were extremely graceful, as if they were works of art.

Under the illumination of the light, the sword reflected light, and danced out dazzling sword flowers.

Even Xiao Yi couldn't help but look fascinated.

Each of the Daxia arts that has been passed down from ancient times can be regarded as a treasure.

Xiao Yi was sometimes worried that in this era of rapid development, it would be a pity if these inheritances were lost.

Zhang Han was also fascinated by watching, she had never seen such a sword dance in real life.

From the mobile phone, TV and computer screens, it is far less attractive than what is presented in front of you.

The waitress danced her sword and suddenly approached Xiao Yi.

Jian Feng also swept towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

The wind blowing from the sword was cold.

His eyes froze suddenly.

Generally speaking, if it is a prop sword, most of it is made of plastic, and a sticker similar to the surface of the sword is pasted on the surface.

And if it is made of iron or even steel, then the wind blowing out will make it cool.

This is formed by the temperature of the steel itself.

People often say, feel the coldness of the sword, this coldness is the temperature of the sword.

In other words, the sword held by the sword-wielding waitress is a real sword!

He glanced at Wang Zhuliu out of the corner of his eye.

It seems that tonight's meal is really a Hongmen banquet.

Is this guy trying to reproduce Xiang Zhuang's sword dance?

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and he was about to fight back, but saw the waitress's sword suddenly stop, and then retracted it again!

She danced gracefully and twirled, holding the double swords in reverse, the sword flowers were beautiful!

At the same time, she was also approaching Wang Zhuliu who was sitting on the main seat.

Just when she was in front of Wang Zhuliu, her dancing posture also stopped suddenly, and a sword stabbed fiercely at Wang Zhuliu's chest!