After playing table tennis, Papa Lan brought everyone to the restaurant.

Zhang Ming put the apples he brought on the table.

"Zhang, I didn't expect you to be good at picking fruits. This apple is the best."

Lucy held an apple and said in admiration.

How can Zhang Ming pick any apples? Country guy, pick the big ones.

At this time, I have saved face, but how to solve the meal tomorrow.Two days off, the restaurant will definitely be closed tomorrow.With the money in my pocket, I can't even buy a bucket of instant noodles.

I'm going to be really hungry tomorrow, maybe I have to mix with the African big black Wa Deqi as a cook, no, it's a mix of dishes.

It's really hard to save face and suffer.

"Is that so? I'll just pick it at random."

Zhang Ming said with a smile.

"Zhang, you're welcome."

When we arrived at the dining table, Papa Lan said enthusiastically.

"Uncle is too enthusiastic, the boy is honored."

Zhang Ming was so hungry that he practiced intensively for four hours as soon as he got up in the morning.

Then I ate a bucket of instant noodles and two ham sausages, and just had a sparring session with Lucy.

Then he was taken to play table tennis by Lan's father. It was all high-intensity physical work, so he would not be hungry.

"Lucy, our players are training very hard, go and cook two steaks for me and Zhang."

Lampard looked at the steak on the plate in front of him and said.

Lampard knew that Zhang Ming only ate a bucket of instant noodles, how could he eat this steak.

"It's still my uncle who is understanding."

Zhang Ming thought silently in his heart.

When Lucy heard Lampard's words, she got up and went to work in the kitchen.

"Zhang, do you want a drink?"

Papa Lan took out a bottle of red wine and asked.

"Brother Lang, can our players drink?"

Zhang Ming looked at Lampard and asked.

"No problem, it's ok, today and tomorrow are holidays, it's okay. Don't you know how much those teammates drink in nightclubs?"

Hearing Lampard's words, Zhang Ming was no longer reserved.

Papa Lan came over to pour wine for Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming quickly got up and took the cup.

Zhang Ming thought it would be full, but in the end Lao Lan poured almost two taels, so he stopped pouring.

This is not white wine, so who can drink it?

When Zhang Ming was in his hometown, he often drank his old man's wine secretly. There is nothing wrong with drinking half a catty of Shuanggou Daqu at 56 degrees.

What is this red wine enough for?Zhang Ming felt that he could blow up that bottle.

At that time, Zhang Ming boasted: he drank rice wine to Murong in the south, and poured white wine to Qiaofeng in the north.

The guests can do whatever they want, and Zhang Ming also imitated Lampard and the others to drink little by little.

Lampard and his family are chatting, and they can't get in their mouths.Zhang Ming looked at the kitchen secretly. Lucy was frying the steak seriously, as cute as she could be.

It would be perfect if she got married and went home, living behind closed doors, the pinnacle of life.Let Lucy cook steak for herself every day, give birth to a child, and the wife and child are hot on the bed, what more can a husband ask for.

When Zhang Ming was in YY, a blond boy came in.

"Frank, it's just in time for you to come, come and have a drink or two."

Lampard stood up and spoke.

"Zhang, let me introduce, this is my neighbor Frank."

"Frank, this is my new teammate, Zhang Ming, from Longguo."

Hearing Lampard's introduction, Zhang Ming stood up and extended his hand to greet Frank warmly.

"You Long people can also play football? Are you sure you didn't come here to be funny?"

Frank patted Zhang Ming's hand symbolically and said.

Then he sat down on a chair and prepared to eat.

Well, just because this kid has to show up, Lucy has to cook an extra steak.

"Zhang, don't mind, Frank has this personality."

Papa Lan said to Zhang Ming with a smile.

Lucy came out of the kitchen and sat down to eat, sipping the red wine in the goblet with a small sip of cherry, Zhang Ming was stunned watching.

Seeing Zhang Ming like this, Frank was furious.

Zhang Ming knew that Frank definitely liked Lucy.

Damn, just fell in love with one at first sight, and then got a fucking rival in love.Fuck, flirting with girls is harder than practicing basketball.

Zhang Mingwu thought to himself.

No matter how angry Frank was, Zhang Ming just stared at Lucy.The more you look at it, the better it looks, and the more you look at it, the more you want to see it, which completely angered Frank.

"Hey, Zhang, you have come from afar, let me toast you."

Frank poured all the wine in the bottle to himself and Zhang Ming.Then he said in a suffocated breath, what the hell, this kid suffocated the wine and turned the goblet upside down to shake Zhang Ming to demonstrate.

Frank's operation made Zhang Ming very happy.The wine from Lao Lan's house is really delicious, like the Shuanggou Daqu from [-].But just drinking in small sips is so fucking torturous.I'm here as a guest, so I can't open my mouth to ask for a drink.

This is all right, Frank is a godly assist.

Zhang Ming was not polite, and directly smothered the wine in the glass.

"You bastard, hurry up and get the wine. Hurry up and get the wine, don't drink this glass of wine, I'm still waiting for you to get the wine. I'm addicted to alcohol."

Zhang Ming thought darkly.

"Okay, refreshing, let's come again."

As Frank spoke, he took out two more bottles of wine from the wine cabinet of Lao Lan's house.

Zhang Ming was overjoyed when he saw Frank go to get the wine.

"Frank, don't drink."

Lucy stopped Frank who was about to open the red wine and said.

"Lucy, don't worry, people from the Dragon Country can't drink alcohol. I went to their Dragon Country last year, and the wine they usually drink is like water. You can see that he is about to faint."

Frank opened the cork as he spoke.

"Hey, Frank, which city in our Dragon Kingdom are you going to?"

Hearing that Frank said that people in Longguo drink wine like water, Zhang Ming asked in confusion.

"Gusu City of your Dragon Kingdom."

Hearing that Frank said it was Gusu City, Zhang Ming was relieved.No wonder the kid said that Longguo wine is like water.Drinking rice wine is popular in Gusu City, isn't rice wine just like water?

"Zhang, can you please stop drinking?"

Lampard stopped Zhang Ming from speaking.

"Brother Lang, don't worry, I'm not bragging about my drinking capacity:
"The sun never goes down, and liquor is poured down the mountain. When the sun sets in the west, we switch to beer and continue to work."

Zhang Ming boasted in shock.

Flender filled the goblet to the brim this time, and Zhang Ming was not polite, and drank it all in one go.

"Sweet, this wine is very enjoyable."

This kid Frank drank a big glass of red wine, obviously too drunk, and his tongue was tongue-tied.

Zhang Ming saw that Frank was sitting there with no intention of pouring wine again, so he got up and filled Frank's and his own glasses with wine.

"Frank, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'd like to offer you a toast."

Zhang Ming raised his wine glass and said to Frank.

"Oh, buy Karma, Zhang, are you still drinking?!"

Frank asked in surprise.

"Drink, if the earth doesn't explode, we won't go home. What? Are you drunk? Can't you drink?"

Zhang Ming asked provocatively with a smile.

Young people are the most afraid of aggression, especially a dubious young man like Frank.

After another glass of red wine, Frank was already lying directly under the table.

Lampard quickly helped him up and sent him home.

Zhang Ming poured some more wine and drank slowly with Lan's father, Lan's mother, and Lucy.

Zhang Ming's operation stunned the Lampard family.

How much can this drink?

In the future, whoever said frankly that people in Longguo can't drink alcohol is an idiot.

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