Sparrow Feather

The characteristic wines of sixteen cities are placed on curved tables, most of which are unopened, and a bartender sits opposite each wine, waiting to introduce the wine to the guests.

The guests arrived one by one, chatting and tasting.

Among them, Nanluo City has the most people in front of the city wine, and Deen City has the least people in front of the city wine.

"The city wine in Nanluo City is really diverse," someone praised.

"Yes, yes, I really like that flower wine."

"I like that wine better. It can also beautify you after listening to the introduction."

"You can make a reservation first."

Nanluo City Lord gathered a lot of female city lords here in an instant, and Nanluo City Lord also took the initiative to introduce them to more wines in Nanluo City. Women's shopping desires are always higher than men's, so when the Earl came, Nanluo City Lord unexpectedly For a while, I couldn't get out to say hello...

It was the first time that Nanluo City Lord felt the fear of women. What they cared about was not only the taste, but also the efficacy, raw materials and even the color... After a long exchange, the Nanluo City Lord and the female city owners tasted the wine and chatted. Cooperation, a sense of satisfaction in the heart...

This is a very strange feeling. The Nanluo City Lord originally came to attend a banquet, but what he didn't expect was that whether he was willing or not, he was also unknowingly seeking cooperation, development, and integration...

The earl tasted the wine, basically tasting from city to city, the taste of the wine was very different, the one with the most variety was Nanluo City, the owner of Nanluo City was sitting at a free table on the right at the moment, let him sit The people next to them were chatting about wine, and the earl raised his glass and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Chatting all the way, the last glass of wine is the wine of Dern City...

The city lord of Xixi happened to be standing by, saw the earl coming, smiled and invited him to drink.

The count looked at the transparent wine filling the glass, and raised his brows. Unlike the various fancy wines in Nanluo City, the wine in Dern City is more conservative, transparent and colorless, and it burns your throat when you drink it. People can't help trembling and can't help being intoxicated, it's a man's wine.

"Does the Earl like it?" City Lord Xixi smiled and clinked glasses.

"Very good," the Count nodded approvingly.

"It's the happiest thing to boil a pot of hot wine and drink it down your throat in the icy and snowy city of Dern," City Lord Xixi said a little drunk.

"Yes," the earl nodded, his heart was warming up after drinking a sip of wine...

While the Earl City Lord and the others were drinking here, two strange faces appeared at the banquet, but everyone was a little drunk for a while, so no one saw them.

"This, Jin, is this really alright?" Deen, who was wearing a black dress, looked worriedly at the tall men in front of him.

"You don't want to go see City Lord Xixi?" Jin said in a low voice.

"I... think..." Dern struggled and nodded.

"That's good, don't worry I'm a professional, no one will know you," Jin patted Dern's shoulder to reassure him.

"Okay," Dern really believed in Jin, after all, he couldn't recognize himself.

"That's good, you go around, I'm going to taste the wine," Jin looked at the curved round table, wanting to taste the wine.

"Jin..." Deen was still a little worried.

"Wrong, call me key, go and play by yourself, kid," Jin patted De En's head, and left without hesitation.

"..." Deen didn't want to talk, he didn't know that Jin was actually an alcoholic...

"I hope everything is safe," Deen thought silently, and then quietly searched for City Lord Xixi.

Jin started to drink from the first table. The taste of the wine is very wonderful, sweet, slightly astringent, spicy, mellow...

He enjoyed wine very much, but he was not addicted to it. His throat was scalded and his lips were soaked. Two touches of red floated on his deliberately yellowish complexion, and his lips were even more red.

He was a little drunk, and had drunk too much wine.

Holding the wine was like pouring it down, a fat hand stopped him, he struggled, but the fat hand broke away quickly, put down the wine, and said: "You are drunk."

"Well," Jin nodded, looking at the person in front of him, unable to tell who it was.

"Who are you?" Kim muttered.

"I'm Borat," Deep Blue said.

"Borat? Who is it?" Jin was dizzy and passed out.

"Oh," the count hugged Jin, smiled apologetically and left first.

"Disobedient child," said the earl, hugging Jin who suddenly shrank before his eyes.

"Huh..." Jin fell into a deep sleep.

"You're very misbehaving today, you know? You're underage!" the count taught, regardless of whether Jin was asleep or not.

"Hmm..." Jin was still asleep.

"Who told you to come! You're disobedient!" the earl said as he walked, thinking about it.

"Count..." the butler looked at this scene and frowned.

"Well, go make some hangover tea," the earl ordered, and quickly walked away.

"Little villain!" The count still said to the person in his arms.

"……"housekeeper.

"..." Attendant.

"...The earl is drunk, cook more, and send some to each room after the banquet is over," the butler ordered, with an elegant posture and a normal expression.

"Yes," the attendant nodded immediately, and finally understood why he was the butler and he was just an attendant. With this reaction speed, he must be convinced!

The count took Jin to his room, put him on his bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Jin who was sleeping soundly, stroked his blond hair, and just stared straight at Jin.

There was a knock on the door, and the butler came in. Looking at the scene, he pretended not to see it, put away the hangover tea, and left.

After waiting for a while, the count picked up the hangover tea and pushed Jin, who hummed so much that he didn't bother to open his eyes.

"Get up," the count pushed again.

"What's wrong..." Jin struggled to open his eyes, staring at the earl in bewilderment.

"Drink and go to bed," said the count, handing him the tea.

"Hmm..." Jin wanted to take it, but couldn't see where the teacup was, and frowned.

"Hey..." The count straightened up and fed the tea to Jin's mouth, and Jin drank it.

The long eyelashes are blinking and blinking, very well-behaved.

Seeing that Jin was almost drunk, the count put down his teacup and said, "Go to sleep, good night, sweet dreams."

"Hmm..." Jin lay down and fell asleep.

The Earl just looked at Jin like this, drank another cup of tea, and he was also drunk...

Well, drunk...