The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 255 An Unusual Old Drunkard

"Well, good, good."

"Old man, this is the first time I have eaten such a delicious thing."

"This appetizer is strong enough!"

The old drunk kept praising Chen Yan's cooking skills.

Before the appetizers were on the table, he wandered around the kitchen with a jar of wine in his arms.

He didn't use chopsticks either, just started directly.

Stuffing some appetizers into his mouth, he took two more sips of wine.

Seeing the greedy look of the old drunkard, Chen Yan was secretly happy in his heart.

Let the old drunkard taste the sweetness first.

If you still want to eat the dishes you made yourself in the future, hey, then obediently give yourself some century-old wine!

"How? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Luo Xianchao seemed to understand Chen Yan's plan, and said to the old drunkard with a smile: "He will make you some appetizers as soon as he comes, so that you can enjoy your food, shouldn't you also express it?"

"sure!"

The old drunkard smacked his lips and said, "He prepared food for me to eat, and I prepared wine for him to drink."

Chen Yan looked at the old drunkard speechlessly, "Anyway, you are going to give me a hundred-year-old wine, so you might as well give it to me."

The old drunkard shook his head without thinking, "Drink, yes; give away, no!"

Nima!

Chen Yan's face was covered with black lines.

What on earth is this old drunkard thinking!
If you drink it or give it away, you can't stay with him anyway. Is there a difference?
When he was depressed, Chen Yan took a deep breath again, trying not to think about these things for the time being.

Cooking can have a purpose, but when cooking, it is simply cooking.

With this in mind, Chen Yan finally prepared all the appetizers.

The three sat down in front of the simple wooden table, and the old drunkard also took out a jar of century-old wine from his collection.

Good food with good wine!
This should have been a beautiful thing, but both Chen Yan and Luo Xianchao looked at the old drunk with resentment.

Luo Xianchao said angrily: "Old drunkard, you have to let us drink the wine to make you happy, right?"

"Whether you like to drink or not!"

The old drunkard said impatiently, and poured himself a bowl of fragrant old wine. "If you want to drink, just pour it yourself. If you don't want to drink, watch me drink it!"

As he spoke, the old drunkard began to eat and drink on his own.

I didn't care about them.

The two of them looked at each other in unison, showing helpless expressions at the same time.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yan picked up the wine jar and poured Luo Xianchao a bowl, "Old Luo, let's drink!"

"Yes, give him a drink!"

Luo Xian said angrily: "Drink it into our stomachs, and don't leave it for this nasty old thing!"

Hearing Luo Xianchao's words, the old drunkard suddenly smiled, stared at Chen Yan and said, "If you can really finish this jar of wine, I will give you a better jar of wine!"

"Really?" Chen Yan was overjoyed and asked with a smile.

"Let's talk after you finish drinking!"

The old drunkard said casually, but the chopsticks in his hand kept on.

Seeing Chen Yan's heart agitated, Luo Xianchao quickly persuaded him: "Xiao Chen, take it easy, this is a hundred-year-old wine! It's full of energy."

This jar of old wine weighed at least four to five catties.

The stamina of this hundred-year-old wine is not something ordinary people can bear.

If Chen Yan really finished drinking, he might even die here!

"Haha, it's okay!"

Chen Yan laughed loudly and said, "For his better wine, it's worth it for me to die drunk here!"

As he said that, Chen Yan stood up directly, picked up the wine jar and poured wine into his mouth.

Goo-dong, goo-dong...

Seeing Chen Yan drinking heavily, Luo Xianchao couldn't help but secretly startled, but he became worried again.

He was very happy when he drank it, but he didn't know if he could hold it after drinking it.

The old drunkard just glanced at Chen Yan indifferently, then continued to eat and drink.

Under Luo Xianchao's watchful eyes, Chen Yan quickly drank down every drop of the jar of wine.

"Boom..."

Chen Yan put the empty wine jar on the table, and looked at the old drunkard like a normal person, "I've finished drinking, should you keep your promise?"

"Talk to me again in 3 minutes." The old drunkard said in a neutral tone.

"it is good!"

Chen Yan didn't say much, and sat down with a smile.

He knew that the old drunkard thought he would be drunk in three minutes.

However, he was destined to be disappointed.

"Xiao Chen, are you okay?" Luo Xianchao leaned over with a worried face.

Chen Yan shook his head and smiled, but silently counted the time in his heart.

Soon, 3 minutes is up.

Seeing that Chen Yan's eyes were still clear and he was not drunk at all, the old drunkard finally showed a look of shock on his face.

"Grandmaster?"

The old drunk asked tentatively.

Chen Yan was slightly taken aback, "Are you also a martial artist?"

"No."

The old drunkard shook his head, "But I know one or two great masters who have drank so many century-old wines without changing their faces. Only great masters can suppress the strength of alcohol with their strong internal force."

Do you know one or two great masters?
Chen Yan looked at the old drunkard in surprise.

People who can know the great master are not ordinary people, right?
The great master I know is only Guo Cangsong from the Eight Diagrams Sect.

Moreover, he and Guo Cangsong are still enemies.

It seems that this old alcoholic also has a story!

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Yan felt relieved.

Someone like an old alcoholic wouldn't be normal if he didn't have a story.

Having figured this out, Chen Yan smiled and asked again: "Should you be able to give me wine now?"

"I do what I say."

The old drunkard nodded slightly.

"Then I will thank you in advance." Chen Yan was overjoyed, and said happily: "What I said before will remain the same. When I brew the wine, I promise to pay you back double! At that time, you will definitely not regret giving it away. Give me the wine."

"I'm waiting for your wine!"

After the old drunkard finished speaking, he got up and walked outside.

Out of curiosity, the two followed them out.

When he came outside, he saw that the old drunk had already picked up a hoe and dug under the big tree in the yard.

After half an hour, the old alcoholic finally dug out the wine.

Taking a closer look, the two of them widened their eyes at the same time.

Chen Yan looked at the old alcoholic who fetched the wine in astonishment, "Don't tell me that the dozen jars of wine you buried are all centuries-old wine?"

"If it's not a century-old wine, why should I keep it buried?" the old drunkard asked disapprovingly.

Chen Yan was startled, and subconsciously asked, "Where did you get so many hundred-year-old wine?"

Even Luo Xianchao didn't have a hundred-year-old wine in his hands.

The old drunkard actually buried so many century-old wine in the yard?

Adding up all these jars, it is estimated that there can be hundreds of catties of old bars?
If this is put up for auction, how much will it cost?

He actually used it all to drink by himself?

If you drink this one sip, at least you will drink more than [-] yuan, right?

This is really a person who doesn't care about money!

"Just take the wine as it is given to you, why ask so many?"

The old drunkard muttered something, but he didn't answer Chen Yan's question.

Hearing the old drunkard's words, Chen Yan and Luo Xianchao looked at each other helplessly...

(End of this chapter)