Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man

Chapter 136 Intimate Service
Ye Qingyang introduced the history and status of Moutai to Cyclops, saying that this is the most high-end state guest banquet wine in the Han Dynasty, even if he went to the Han Dynasty, he would drink this wine.

Cyclops and Hill didn't understand it when they heard it, but they were still eager to try it. They must taste the baijiu from the mysterious ancient oriental country later.

Xiao He looked at Ye Qingyang in surprise and said

"You also like to drink the white wine of the Han Dynasty? This wine has a high alcohol content, can you get used to it?"

Hearing Xiao He's thoughtful service, Ye Qingyang patted his shoulder appreciatively and laughed.
"Absolutely no problem, you just take it."

Xiao He nodded, didn't continue talking, turned around and went down.

No matter where you are, customers are God, especially in the catering industry. If you make customers unhappy and ruin your reputation everywhere, how can you open your restaurant?

After a while, there was a white porcelain bottle with Kweichow Moutai written on it. There were not many styles and simple styles, which seemed a bit plain compared to those colorful and fancy foreign wines.

Ye Qingyang stood up and poured a glass for Cyclops and Hill each, the kind of two-two-five-one glass.

Then he poured himself a glass too.

Speaking of which, baijiu is somewhat similar to foreign vodka, but the alcohol content is much higher.

However, most vodkas have a degree of around 40 degrees, and the entrance is clear and easy to swallow.

Of course, there is also a 96-degree vodka from Poland known as the water of life, which is liquor with an alcohol content of 96%, but this vodka cannot be drunk directly, but is used as a base wine for cocktails.

Not much to say, Ye Qingyang raised the wine glass in front of him and said with a smile
"It's rare to have a thousand glasses of wine when you meet a bosom friend, and you don't want to talk speculatively. Today is the first time to drink and eat with Brother Fury and Miss Hill. I feel very happy. Let's go together."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingyang took the lead to drank half a glass of white wine. When the Moutai entered, a spicy feeling rushed straight to the sky. Ye Qingyang quickly picked up the mineral water on the side and took a sip before swallowing it.

It seems that no matter how strengthened one's body is, the power of baijiu should not be underestimated.

Cyclops and Hill saw Ye Qingyang being so forthright, and they were too embarrassed to shirk away, besides, they had never experienced the power of baijiu, so they all drank it like Ye Qingyang did.

Ye Qingyang has been observing the reactions of the two of them. One-eyed dragon's face is dark, and after drinking half a glass of white wine, that big black shiny face is even darker, but he doesn't want to lose face, don't they say that men bleed but don't shed tears? , It was he who swallowed half a glass of white wine abruptly.

Cyclops felt that what he drank was not wine, but a fire. His throat and esophagus seemed to be ignited by this fire, and his old face was flushed red.

Ye Qingyang didn't pay too much attention to him, after all, his old face was ugly and dark, it really made people sick.

Hill is a heroine among women, just as the baijiu drank into his mouth, tears came out.

"puff--"

The liquor directly sprayed Ye Qingyang's face.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Hill didn't care about the pungent taste in his mouth. He got up with an apologetic face, and wiped Ye Qingyang with a napkin.

Ye Qingyang didn't expect that she could spray it out directly, and secretly cursed bad luck.

My clothes are considered useless, and I smell of alcohol all over my body. I'm really shooting myself in the foot.

But it's not completely fruitless, Ye Qingyang also enjoyed some of Hill's services
However, Ye Qingyang, who was careful, found that the crystal clear ears of the ice beauty who had been keeping calm all this time turned completely red, and the capillaries under the fair skin could even be seen.

Ye Qingyang smiled slightly, knowing that this ice beauty has a cold face and a warm heart
The small movements of the two of them naturally did not escape the eyes of Cyclops, but Cyclops did not poke it, but cursed

"Tony, what kind of wine are you ordering? It's obviously poison! And it's hard to swallow. I think you're trying to embarrass us."

Ye Qingyang shouted his grievances. He took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet. The price of Moutai in the United States has reached 500 US dollars a bottle, and it is still hard to find.

Seeing the price, Cyclops licked his tongue. After all, Cyclops's own salary is not very high, only 9000 US dollars a month. According to his salary, he must not be willing to buy such a good wine.

Of course, as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., his salary must be more than that, but the reimbursement of public expenses is also subject to the supervision of the public. Once someone catches him, he, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., will have to go around.

But then Cyclops and Hill stopped drinking. Ye Qingyang saw that they didn't drink, so he poured his half glass of white wine back into the bottle. Anyway, it was worth a few hundred dollars. Ye Qingyang didn't want to waste it at will. Habit.

But after this toss, Cyclops and Hill lost the idea of ​​continuing to eat, and they said goodbye to Ye Qingyang hastily.

Before leaving, Hill apologized to Ye Qingyang, Ye Qingyang waved his hand and said casually

"You are not careful, not to mention that my dress is not very expensive, only 2 US dollars, sprinkle water."

When Hill heard that this ordinary, unremarkable shirt actually cost 2 US dollars, his face turned pale. He just said that he would pay someone else one.

Seeing the beauty turn pale with shock, Ye Qingyang smiled and said
"Well, I have asked you out several times without success. I heard that there is a barbecue restaurant in Brooklyn that tastes good. We can make an appointment when we have time."

Hill said that the time was set by Ye Qingyang as her apology.

After the three of them finished their meal, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)