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Chapter 47 is all in the wine.

"Hey, this beef smells so good, and it doesn't seem too tough..." Shu Weixi tugged at Yuan Ziqing, "I think I've heard that well-done is a standard for judging the quality of beef and the skill of a chef?"

"Hmm, in a way, more or less," Yuan Ziqing said. "Anyway, I love beef the most, but I can't even eat it medium-well. I'm scared. To be honest, including buffets, I've eaten at almost every steakhouse in Yanchuan, and the consensus is that none of them have a good steak. They're all just trying to fool us. The meat isn't good, so they can only make it medium-rare."

"What are the conditions? Are you rich or broke?" A simple-minded face leaned close to the two of them and said, "That stuff is ridiculously expensive, and you don't even know where the meat they use comes from!"

Shu Weixi shoved Zhang Wei's big face away: "Go away, you're everywhere!"

"hey-hey!"

Yuan Ziqing was clearly a big foodie, otherwise she wouldn't have kept eating one dish after another. She put down her camera and neatly popped a cube of beef into her mouth: "Ah! Lao Lu! Ah no! Chi Chi! Do you have a girlfriend? Would you mind having another girlfriend? Or maybe you need a pet or something!"

Shu Weixi gasped, "You are such a beautiful woman, why did you submit to a thief?"

"Holy crap!" Ran Qingfeng exclaimed excitedly, even using her native language, giving the highest praise: "This is really delicious!!"

"If this were a food documentary, I'd say anything that doesn't reach the 'melt-in-your-mouth' standard is garbage. But this is meat that Lao Lu grilled for me, and I'd say, this is fucking divine, a state banquet!"

"What do you mean 'meat grilled for you'? Have some shame! Are you a son of a gun, making keys?"

"Wait a minute, let me cut it, let me cut it. Godfather, please take a seat!"

"Pour the wine!"

Lu Chi was practically pushed to sit down next to Ran Qingfeng and Zhu Shulan, and he gave half of his bowl of meat to Zhu Shulan: "Man, you eat the vegetables!"

Dan Heman's voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed a bit dazed: "Oh..."

"What's wrong? Did you catch a chill on the way up the mountain?" Lu Chi blurted out, "Hey, class monitor, there's someone here who's not feeling well!"

Dan He, her face flushed crimson, swayed precariously, pleading, "No...please stop..."

Liu Lan said, "Hmm, the day before yesterday, when she was leaving self-study, she saw a female teacher downstairs throwing a pot of withered branches into the trash can. She didn't even have enough clothes on, but she insisted on running out to retrieve them, getting so cold and pricking her hands in the process!"

Dan He's head was practically drooping into the bowl as she repeatedly emphasized, "A rose isn't a tree branch. Its leaves will wither during winter dormancy, but it really doesn't die!"

"Ah... well, why don't you drink some hot soup to warm yourself up first..." Lu Chi withdrew his gaze from Shan Heman, and Ling Zhen raised his wine glass: "Well, enough talk, it's all in the wine, cheers! Everyone, please enjoy yourselves!"

"Can't you even chat? It's all in the drink, you have no sincerity at all... Damn... You're actually going to do it?"

"Bro, I remember this thing only looks red, but it's actually white liquor?"

"Promotion!"

Drinks, beer, liquor, and other beverages were all held up haphazardly.

The mountains are high and the roads are long, so even those with a little alcohol tolerance dare not drink too much. They can pretend now, but they'll be embarrassed when they ride down the mountain in that bumpy car. Although there are less than six months left in their senior year of high school, they are determined to survive.

"Oh my god... no... this wine... it's way too strong!" Zhou Zijin's face visibly flushed. "What kind of medicine is this? I can't just bang my head against a wall after drinking it, can I?"

"Hey, Lao Lu, what did you put in my drink? I feel hot and dizzy now. What did you put in it? What are you trying to do to me?!"

"Cephalexin!"

"..."

Squad leader: "This won't do... let's get some beer, let's get some beer..."

Class representative Ding Cheng was completely bewildered: "I really dare not try this. One sip and I feel like I'm on fire! Ugh, so hot!"

Lu Chi urged, "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables. Eat some vegetables to calm your nerves. The alcohol content is a bit high, but it won't give you a headache. It's made with deer blood, deer bones, ginseng, lingzhi and other medicinal herbs. It dispels wind and evil, nourishes yin and strengthens yang. It's very nourishing. It's pure good stuff. If you want to drink a little more, it's fine."

"Huh?"

"Then I'll have to savor it properly!"

"Yes, yes, let's criticize it!"

Li Weiwei said, "Hehehe, I thought drinking in front of Lao Yang would be something that happened after we graduated, but it actually happened right now. That's brilliant, awesome!"

Ran Qingfeng, holding a spring pancake, pointed to the large basin of steamed pig's blood: "Give us a bowl, give us a bowl, we can't reach it!"

Lu Chi took the bowl from her: "How are the spring pancakes?"

"This is outrageous!" Ran Qingfeng exclaimed. "Last time I went to that Four Seasons Spring Pancake Restaurant, I didn't see any wild onions or wild raspberry sprouts. It's too extravagant!"

Liu Lan rolled up a bill for Shan Heman: "Hey, do you dare to eat pig's blood?"

Dan Heman nodded: "Mm..."

"Lord Lu~ Go ahead and serve him~ Have some sense~"

"Wow, you're actually putting yourself in their shoes, huh!"

"hey-hey..."

The tender pig's blood, as delicate as tofu pudding, trembled slightly, with oil floating on the slightly reddish broth. Yanchuan's steamed pig's blood is simply steamed pig's blood, without any extra complicated ingredients. Half of the water is used to cook the meat, and half is used to dilute the chopped pork fat and Sichuan peppercorn powder. After it cools slightly, the blood is mixed in. Half of the blood is stuffed into blood sausage and cooked with pickled cabbage, while the other half is steamed with a handful of chopped green onions. Good steamed blood can even have the eggy taste when you crack a few eggs into it to increase its tenderness. Therefore, the people of Yanchuan are committed to pursuing minimalism.

"The table is a bit too big. I should have bought a few turntables, and the elders could use chopsticks, just like at home!" After joking around with the other tables for a while, Lu Chi grabbed a plate and got up to bring back a plate of candied sweet potatoes and salted egg yolk baked cucumber strips: "Try this. Sister Hui's cooking for these kids is superb. Hmm, I haven't used chopsticks yet, so eat with confidence."

Soon, several bowls of food were placed in front of Dan Heman. A little embarrassed, she picked up a piece of baked cucumber with salted egg yolk and put it in her mouth, her eyes immediately squinting with happiness.

This thing actually looks a lot like fried milk.

The surface is coated with a granular salted egg yolk, glistening with oil, and sprinkled with a layer of sugar. With one bite, you'll find soft, flowing melon flesh beneath the crisp shell, slightly salty, very sweet, and fragrant. The salted egg yolk lingers in your mouth with a sticky texture like crab roe, giving this dish its true soul.

Ran Qingfeng didn't care about any of that. She grabbed a salted egg yolk baked squash and stuffed it into Lu Chi's mouth: "What are you babbling about? If I'm going to eat something, I have to eat it right now... Ouch... It hurts... Let go... Let go!"

Lu Chi grinned, "Huh?"

After finally getting her finger back, Ran Qingfeng said pitifully, "You bastard! You bit me again! It's all red! Look at these teeth marks! Look, look, look!"

"Slurp it up!"

Liu Lan's expression was calm and composed, and her tone carried an air of worldly detachment. Yuan Ziqing sensed a familiar scent and raised her camera again.

Ran Qingfeng: "?"

Everyone at the table was like: "???"

Liu Lan: "Yes, it's that tall one. If you suck on it now, won't he explode? The one who'll be crying will be Lu Chi!"

Ran Qingfeng glanced at her best friend's dog and smiled mysteriously: "Ah, me brbrbr~"

Lu Chi stared in disbelief, grabbing his arm with one hand and covering his mouth with the other: "Damn it! You motherfucker! Bring me that basin you used to wash the pig intestines! Quick! Wash this woman's hands and clean her body!"

Zhou Zijin paused for a moment, then said earnestly and sincerely, "Lao Lu, it's too late to wash your hands now. Your most urgent task is to brush your teeth!"

"Holy crap? That makes sense!"

"Won't Lao Lu get pregnant right away?"

"What the hell are you talking about? There's absolutely no scientific basis for this! How can a man get pregnant? We all have mitosis!"

"After hearing this, the biology expert was immediately relieved!"